Free Web NovelChapter 87: Chapter 87: Someone Wants to Kill Me
It was indeed lively inside. Faye Yardley and Yvonne Lynch followed the Catgirl to a booth. In the center of the room was a raised platform for performances. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com
Two "people" were currently fighting on it, and the crowd of onlookers was even more worked up than the combatants.
The mix of shouts, fighting sounds, and music in the bar created an incredible adrenaline rush.
But even amidst such a cacophony, the Catgirl’s voice remained clear. "Guests, what would you like to drink? If you want to place a bet, you can just press the button on the table for the one you’re rooting for."
"Okay, we’ll look around first. Do you have any recommendations?"
The Catgirl actually gave them some serious recommendations for cheap, tasty, low-alcohol drinks.
Faye Yardley ordered two pretty-looking, low-alcohol drinks, then her gaze naturally drifted to the central platform.
"Faye, do you think that Tigerman will win? The Snakefolk seems really fierce, too."
"Hey there, ladies. Mind if I join you?"
Faye Yardley’s face was cold as she looked at the Merfolk who had suddenly appeared. "Yes, I mind!"
"Hey, you little..."
Before he could finish, a big, burly man grabbed him and yanked him away. "Get lost!"
The Merfolk tried to say something else, but his companion pulled him back, whispering a warning, "That’s one of Islander 98’s people. Are you trying to get yourself killed?"
"Ma’am!" the big man called out to Faye Yardley with great respect, then turned to Yvonne Lynch and said, "Young Ma’am."
Faye Yardley remained expressionless, but Yvonne Lynch was already blushing too hard to speak.
"You haven’t gone back yet?"
"The Island Master went back, but we had some business here, so a few of us stayed behind."
Faye Yardley patted the seat next to her. "Sit."
The group with the skeleton man they had met on the docks earlier came over to greet the big man. Upon seeing Faye Yardley, the skeleton man felt a slight sense of unease. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com
The big man scratched his head. "Thanks, Ma’am, but we’ve still got things to do, so we won’t disturb you. Have fun, and don’t worry, no other idiots will show up to ruin your mood."
"’Ma’am’?" the skeleton man asked, puzzled. "Did Island Master Nash get married?"
Then, the skeleton man glanced at his companion, the look on his face all but saying: ’I told you that woman’s identity wasn’t simple.’
After the group politely said their goodbyes and left, a Catgirl brought over a large fruit platter, also filled with fruits Faye had never seen before.
After a long moment, Yvonne Lynch finally lowered her voice and said, "Faye, are you really okay with them misunderstanding you like this?"
"Why should I care? They’re the ones who misunderstood. It’s not like I said anything."
Faye Yardley felt that the benefits of being misunderstood were very real. So what if they misunderstood? She wasn’t losing anything. After leaving this place, she might never see them again, so there was no need to get hung up on it.
Seeing Yvonne’s unease, Faye Yardley picked up a red fruit and took a bite, her mouth filling with juice. "This is delicious! Yvonne, hurry and try some."
Ethan Yardley and Eamon arrived at the mountaintop hotel and immediately started scanning the room for Faye Yardley.
When they finally spotted her, they were stopped before they could get close.
"Hey, why are you stopping me?"
"You cannot disturb the VIP guest."
Ethan Yardley pointed at Faye Yardley, who was watching the fight and sipping her drink. "Her? A VIP?"
"Yes, sir."
Though he found it a bit hard to believe, Ethan Yardley said, "I’m her brother. If you don’t believe me, go ask her."
When a waiter respectfully escorted Ethan Yardley and Eamon to Faye Yardley’s side and even gave them two free drinks, Ethan was a bit baffled. ’Wait, we were all running for our lives, so how did my sister end up as a VIP at a bar?’
"Bro, why do you look so dazed? Did you lose something while we were running away?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Eamon blinked his beady eyes. "Faye, how did you become a VIP here?"
"It’s nothing. I guess I just have one of those faces everyone loves."
Eamon immediately agreed. "You’re right, Faye. By the way, have you placed a bet? This match is almost over."
"No." Faye Yardley would never waste her money for no reason.
Eamon excitedly pulled Ethan Yardley over to figure out who to bet on. You could play with as little as a single silver coin, so it was nice to spend a little for some entertainment.
"Ethan, do you want to go up on stage? If you go up, I’ll bet on you to win." The moment Eamon finished speaking, he felt Faye Yardley’s death glare.
Ethan Yardley, however, was excited. "I can go up there?"
Faye Yardley snorted. "Don’t go courting death!"
Fighting could help one improve, but no one was held responsible if you were beaten to death here.
’There’s a limit to courting death.’
Besides, anyone who dared to go up there thought they were strong.
Faye Yardley felt that with her brother’s current Attributes, he couldn’t even beat her. Why would he go up there? To feed the enemy a kill?
They came to this island to have fun, not to be made fun of.
Under his sister’s icy gaze, Ethan Yardley could only suppress his eager impulse.
Winning a single match earned you one hundred gold coins. It was hard not to be tempted.
And the atmosphere here made it all too easy to act on impulse.
The fight had just ended when new combatants entered the stage to begin.
No one paid any mind to the Tigerman from the previous match who had stopped breathing.
"Boss, I hear that woman over there is Nora Nash’s. Should we..." The speaker made a throat-slitting gesture.
SMACK!
The red-haired fatty’s head was nearly flattened by a slap from his boss. "Do you have any idea whose territory this is? I’m not ready to die yet! Are you fucking trying to get me killed so you can take my place?!"
"Nora Nash got set up. He might even be dead already. What’s there to worry about?"
SMACK!
"Boss, you hit me again! Now both my cheeks are swollen."
"Dammit, can’t you talk about this stuff in private? Did you have to shout it out in here?"
Seeing the unfriendly glares from the people around them, the red-haired fatty belatedly realized he had said the wrong thing in the wrong place.
His boss cupped his fist and bowed to those around them in apology, saying his brother was drunk and talking nonsense.
’Dammit, it’s not like I don’t want to kill her.’
Once Nora Nash holds his banquet on the 25th as scheduled, his strength will reach a new level, and he’ll be even harder for them to kill.
Faye Yardley was extremely sensitive to malicious intent, especially the blatant kind that screamed ’I want to kill you’.
So, her eyes immediately locked onto the red-haired fatty.
Seeing him get slapped twice in a row, she felt an impulse stirring within her. ’Slapping that fatty’s face would probably feel great, wouldn’t it?!’
She made a mental note of the fatty and his companions. Faye Yardley believed in striking first when the opportunity arose.
She absolutely could not let someone else kill her first.
Faye Yardley figured that when it was a choice between herself and someone else, the obvious choice was to protect herself.
"Faye, what are you looking at?"
"Bro, do you see that red-haired fatty?"
Ethan Yardley turned to look in the direction his sister had indicated and sure enough, he saw the conspicuous fatty. "I see him."
"He wants to kill me. If we run into him and have the chance, kill him if you can. If you can’t, run fast."
"Okay." Although he didn’t understand how his sister knew the fatty wanted to kill her, he chose to trust her unconditionally.
Not one to let anything go to waste, Faye Yardley put all the leftover fruit into her backpack.
"Let’s go."
There was more to this city, all waiting to be discovered. Since they had experienced this place, there was no need to stay any longer.
"Please come again, honored guests."
As she was leaving the bar, Faye Yardley looked at the Catgirl by the door and suddenly wanted to ask her just how many clones she had.
